Xuanyi boss, she won in a wealthy family

Chapter 96 [96] Qi Ming invited to transfer to class one

She had already asked for leave for a few days, Ling Qi was afraid that she would be expelled for taking too much leave, so she went back to continue her classes.

In the next period of time, she used almost all the time at school.

As long as the classmates turned their heads and looked back, even if it was get out of class time, she would definitely be reading a book, with white wired earphones hanging on her ears.

She looked leisurely and remained motionless amidst the noise from Class [-]. The two earphones seemed to completely isolate her from the outside world.

Even Jiang Su, who always has nothing to do and plays with her on weekdays, is extraordinarily quiet, unwilling to disturb her fighting spirit to study.

Under her weird struggle, the students in Class [-] felt something, and gradually, the recess gradually became quiet, and they stopped playing around.

The number one in the Provincial Mathematical Olympiad is in their class, they thought this way, their class [-] is not all idiots, maybe they should fight hard and try to make the whole class impressive.

The teachers in the third group took turns to be on duty, and soon discovered this phenomenon.

In the past, when they walked to Class [-], even if they were still far away, they could already hear the noise of Class [-] about to overturn the sky.

But now, the noise of firecrackers exploding into the sky disappeared, like the fuse of firecrackers was extinguished by sand as soon as it was lit, and there was no sound at all.

The learning atmosphere in Class [-] has become better than ever because of Ling Qi alone.

Of course, it may also be because, as the monitor of the class, Ji Ting dragged a few melons who were talking loudly about dirty jokes and playing cards out of the class.

In short, the atmosphere is like soap bubbles in a sunny day, colorful--beautiful and heart-pleasing.

However, this kind of excitement like chicken blood is really a bubble blown by soapy water, which was burst when Qi Ming came to class [-] with the documents to snatch people.

One day, Qi Ming was holding a yellow folder with a thick stack of documents in it. He took out a piece of paper from the top and stood outside the classroom and talked to Cao Juming for nearly 10 minutes.

In the end, Qi Ming seemed to have finished speaking, and smiled and waved at Cao Juming. Cao Juming pulled his face and didn't want to talk to him.

Qi Ming entered the room with a smile and raised the folder in his hand.

"Hi, my classmates."

He greeted warmly, and there were sparse responses in the class.

Qi Ming is the head teacher of the Rocket class, and they know it, but why he came to Class [-] is worth pondering.

Of course, this "devotion" didn't last long. Qi Ming glanced at the classroom and called out to the last row: "Student Ling Qi."

Ling Qi turned over a page of "Olympic Mathematical Encyclopedia" in her hand, and pressed a history test paper full of calculation formulas under the palm of her left hand.

The history test paper was probably issued in the last class.

Ling Qi wrote half of the formula on it, and only belatedly realized what she had done in the answer section under the big history question.

The 0.5mm black signature pen was under the temple. Ling Qi sighed, moved her left hand, and saw the A4 paper that should have been draft paper under the history scroll.

"Student Ling Qi."

Qi Ming walked right in front of him, and the folder pressed her hand that was about to twitch the draft paper.

Only then did Ling Qi pay attention. She raised her head and raised her eyebrows unexpectedly when she saw Qi Ming.

Raise your hand and take off the earphones.

Qi Ming was quite relieved to see her concentration of "not asking about world affairs", and the smile on his brows and eyes melted a little.

"Student Ling Qi, counting this time, I have already called you five times."

Ling Qi didn't continue to sit, and stood up with the table: "Sorry, teacher, I didn't hear it just now."

"Understood." Qi Ming picked up the history volume at the top of her desk, glanced at it for a while, the corner of his mouth curled into a narrow arc, and then he handed her the document he had been clutching in his hand: "Student Ling Qi, what happened a few days ago?" The last time was a verbal joke, this time I solemnly invite you to class one."

Jiang Su was lying on the table to sleep, but he had some kind of hateful dream. He let out a long "roll" and then patted the table, waking himself up.

His mind was still wandering back and forth between how did I wake up and why did Qi Ming come here, when he heard Qi Ming's invitation.

"Teacher, it's not kind of you to do this." Jiang Su yawned, "My sister Ling has studied well here, why do you want to transfer classes?"

Qi Ming poked his glasses, and a smile flashed across his eyes.

"Class [-] has a strong learning atmosphere, where students who are willing to improve will have the best environment. Of course, this is not to say that Class [-] is not good, it's just a comparison."

Qi Ming's words were tactful but straightforward, not as refined and refined as his appearance, there was no discrimination in his words, he just pointed out the facts fairly and clearly.

It made people feel extremely unhappy, but there was no reason to refute him.

Class [-] recognized it as bad, and Qi Ming's words were not demeaning, even saying it was "not good" was considered a compliment.

At least he didn’t use words like “mud can’t support the wall”, “mixed student status”, “relying on money to donate buildings to the school”, “the rich second generation will go abroad to coat gold”… to describe them like other teachers.

It was precisely because of his thorough understanding of Class [-] that Jiang Su had nothing to say at this time.

The other students in Class [-] had no reason to refute.

They were silent, feeling that the playfulness they had recently restrained in order not to disturb Ling Qi's study seemed to have been fed to the dog.

Where is the learning atmosphere here?
They have stopped playing, making noise and talking after class. Although they still don't like the exercises they didn't do before, they still do it slowly.

One of the students kicked the table with a bang, and the table scraped across the floor with a screeching sound.

The student didn't say a word, just stared coldly at Qi Ming's back, and walked out of the classroom.

That attitude clearly regarded Qi Ming as a sinner who invaded the territory and snatched food.

Ling Qi glanced at the man, and found that it was someone she had never spoken to.

Qi Ming seemed to be aware of the grievances in the room at this moment. He coughed and said with a smile: "Student Ling Qi, have you made a decision? Sign here, and you can immediately transfer to a class with the teacher .”

As long as you are willing to sign, you can immediately transfer to the first class.

He pointed to the signature place at the bottom of the document, staring at Ling Qi with strong expectation.

If this matter had been placed at the time of rebirth, Ling Qi would probably sign and leave immediately, not for other reasons, but because the class must be quiet during class breaks.

Ling Qi looked down at the thin paper in her hand, and within two seconds, she returned the document to Qi Ming: "Teacher, thank you for your kindness."

The pair of ears carried by the class went down.

Ling Qi continued: "But I won't change classes."

Qi Ming was surprised, obviously she had also expressed her yearning for the rocket class in the past.

"Really decided?"

Ling Qi shrugged: "Class [-] is very good, I am very comfortable here."

Qi Ming smiled lightly, feeling that she was a little young: "I'll keep this document with you first, if you change your mind, you can sign it and bring it to me at any time."

Ling Qi smiled slightly.

With Ling Qi's clear refusal, those who wanted to speak but didn't speak all stood up and surrounded Qi Ming to send him away.

"Mr. Qi, let's go."

"Goodbye, Teacher Qi."

"Teacher Qi will never see you again."

"..."

Qi Ming looked at the group of children and shook his head helplessly.

Really come quietly, go bustlingly.

(End of this chapter)